Wednesday, July 1, 2009

ALIVE!!!

Look! It's moving. It's alive. It's alive... It's alive, it's moving, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, IT'S ALIVE! - Dr. Henry Frankenstein, Frankenstein (1931)

Gentle readers, I am so very pleased to inform you all that my good friend Brooke of Puppy Tales fame has decided to start blogging again. I'm so very happy to hear this, because I have missed her writing terribly.

I know that quite a few of you are here because you found me from her blog, of which I am forever grateful. And I am so glad to be able to tell you all that she is back, and I can take her blog out of my great bloggers graveyard!

Now she's just started, and has only one entry out there, but it's a great one. Everyone, go over and say "Welcome back!"

Missed you, Brooke darlin! Glad you're back!

Puppy Tales

P.S. Those of you that thought this was going to be about my sex life, well, I'm thinking that not even old Doc Frankenstein can get that thing up and moving and "Puttin on the rheesss!"

Friday, June 19, 2009

Vacation...

I need a vacation.

No, not from blogging. I know, I've been on an extended leave of absence here...I'm going to try and be more regular in the future. (Do they make Metamucil for Bloggers?)

I need a real life honest to god vacation. A holiday. I need to get away from my work for a week and do...something. Anything. Cause I'm going stir crazy at work, and it's starting to effect my output.

This past week I know I have wasted 2 entire days doing...not work. I've been reading. I've been web browsing. I've been walking around the campus. I've been wishing I was home playing Fable 2. Been daydreaming about playing boardgames, and computer games. Working on my D&D game (yes, I am that big of a dork, thank you very much.) Thinking about distant friends and their families, wondering how they are doing. Re-learning (in my head) music and dialog and blocking and dancing for an upcoming show. Blogging (this!) Taking long lunches. Leaving work early. Everything that I am not supposed to be doing, I am doing.

It feels like I have work ADHD.

It isn't being helped by the relative lull that we have at work. There isn't a ton for me to be doing right now, so I do what I absolutely must do, and then let the rest of it slide. It will catch up with me, somehow.

That's why I think I need a holiday. A week away from work, doing not work. Kind of like what I've been doing at work, but away. Doesn't have to be far. Doesn't have to be extravagant. Just away from work and my house. Just away.

What's preventing me from doing this, you say? Time? I have over 30 vacation days left at work. Money? Not a problem right now. The problem? Same old, same old. I have been struggling mightily to put together a schedule for the family so we can go and have some fun, but I am meeting resistance from the spousal unit, throwing up roadblocks to every suggestion. The time that she is suggesting is in late August...and I don't know if I can last that long.

And a "staycation"? If I stay at home, I'll just be working there every day. It's how it works. So I really need to figure out if there is a way for me to come up with a long weekend away. I suggested that to my wife, that the two of us go away. Yeah, didn't fly.

So I am just thinking that I'm just going to have to buckle down and get my head back in the game. That, and a couple month dose of Ritalin.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Saturday...

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Sexy...


Well, apparently the Australian contingency of my readers have all been drinking heavily, because both Rosie and Milla decided to confer upon me at approximately the same time the title of "Sexy Blogger". Seriously, guys...have you been reading my blog? And they both practically demanded that I fulfill this written portion of this award. I think there is a conspiracy brewing.

Anyway, along with this title, I needs must publish 5 things I find sexy about myself. And folks, this was HARD! I do not think of myself as "sexy". Matter of fact, I find the whole term "sexy" to be an uncomfortable term. But, since I was commanded, I must try and dredge up five things about myself that may be considered remotely sexy. So...

1. I'm a geek. And I am told that in this day and age, geeks are hot. I can fix your computer. I can set up your wireless network. I can get your VCR to stop blinking 12:00 12:00 12:00 12:00 without opening a manual. And the best part? You can't tell I'm a geek. I hide it well, so I can work fine in social situations. I can make it through a dinner party discussing current events without ever bringing up Star Trek, Star Wars, Doctor Who, or Battlestar Galactica? Why is being a geek sexy? Dunno. You tell me.

2. I'm a giver. My pleasure derives from the pleasure of my partner. If my partner isn't feeling it or having fun, I'm not feeling it either, so I will always cater to the needs and pleasure of my partner first. This is a prime factor in my current issues that I am having with my wife...she isn't having fun, so I'm not having fun either. But I would be happy to work on pleasuring my partner for several hours at a stretch, however they want it.

3. I have a fairly good sense of humor. I like to have fun. I like to laugh, and more importantly I like to make others laugh. But not in a class clown sort of way...I like to go more subtle with my humor. A bit too much self depreciation at times I think, but I'm trying to reign that one in. But I love post-coital giggle-fests, where me and my partner just lay in bed afterwards, holding each other and laughing over and over about really stupid stuff.

4. My eyes. Light blue with a dark ring of blue around them, back in my younger days my eyes were the things that I would get the most comments on. I have been told that I have a fairly intense stare, and occasionally lapse into a "Fuck me" look that can leave the target somewhat flustered. Don't get to use that look much these days, but I can whip it out if I need to.

5. My voice. I was once told that I have a voice that could melt the elastic in panties. Methinks she was exaggerating a bit, but I really wish I could put that review on my resumes for shows that I audition for.

Now, I'm supposed to also tag some other folks for this, but I'm really not much of a tagger, so I'm just going to skip over that step. Hope that's OK with everyone!

(See? I'm still alive! Things are just very boring around here!)

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Seriously...

I really, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY fucking hate Tupperware.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Easter...

Friday, April 10, 2009

Sigh...

I want to get laid.

And I want the layee to want to get laid too!

That's not too much to ask, is it?